I cried silently when I heard
I sang quietly when I learned
All I could think of is what it really is
What if that is actually true ?
Whom to share my thoughts with
Whom to talk to what I feel
Is it the end of world or beginning of a new one
Can someone help me please ?
I believed people make places
I believed people are the faces
But the world is so damn materialistic today
We make stuff or they make us ?
I would have given up anything
to be with you would be the greatest thing
Not asking you to reciprocate still
Can I expect at least not rebuking on my face ?
Is your new city that much better
Is your new life that much simpler
Its so hard to accept that you will hate me forever
When you are back in my life again !
